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"Tearless grief bleeds inwardly."
Christian Nestell Bovee
"Tearless grief bleeds inwardly."
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"Grief, and an estate, is joy understood."
Gregory Nunn
"Grief, and an estate, is joy understood."
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"I picked up the writing on the very day he died. It was the only consolation I could find."
Wilfrid Sheed
"I picked up the writing on the very day he died. It was the only consolation I could find."
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"The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot."
E. M. Forster
"The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot."
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"Pity speaks to grief More sweetly than a band of instruments."
Barry Cornwall
"Pity speaks to grief More sweetly than a band of instruments."
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"There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief."
Barbara Kingsolver
"There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief."
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"Grief is only the memory of widowed affections."
James Martineau
"Grief is only the memory of widowed affections."
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"Now that he is no longer here I should be interested in so many things: philosophy, politics, history. I follow the news, read books, but they befuddle me. What he meant to say is not there, for he understood something else, something that was all-embracing, and he could not say it in words but only by living as he did."
Italo Calvino
"Now that he is no longer here I should be interested in so many things: philosophy, politics, history. I follow the news, read books, but they befuddle me. What he meant to say is not there, for he understood something else, something that was all-embracing, and he could not say it in words but only by living as he did."
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"The process of grieving any loss is dependent upon your relationship to the person."
Asa Don Brown
"The process of grieving any loss is dependent upon your relationship to the person."
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"Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how."
James Russell Lowell
"Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how."
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"Strange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being's eye has failed to greet mine."
Charlotte Bronte
"Strange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being's eye has failed to greet mine."
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"Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past."
Walker Percy
"Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past."
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"You can not die of grief, though it feels as if you can. A heart does not actually break, though sometimes your chest aches as if it is breaking. Grief dims with time. It is the way of things. There comes a day when you smile again, and you feel like a traitor. How dare I feel happy. How dare I be glad in a world where my father is no more. And then you cry fresh tears, because you do not miss him as much as you once did, and giving up your grief is another kind of death."
Laurell K. Hamilton
"You can not die of grief, though it feels as if you can. A heart does not actually break, though sometimes your chest aches as if it is breaking. Grief dims with time. It is the way of things. There comes a day when you smile again, and you feel like a traitor. How dare I feel happy. How dare I be glad in a world where my father is no more. And then you cry fresh tears, because you do not miss him as much as you once did, and giving up your grief is another kind of death."
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"How could you give me life, and take from me all the inappreciable things that raise it from the state of conscious death? Where are the graces of my soul? Where are the sentiments of my heart? What have you done, oh, Father, What have you done with the garden that should have bloomed once, in this great wilderness here? Said louisa as she touched her heart."
Charles Dickens
"How could you give me life, and take from me all the inappreciable things that raise it from the state of conscious death? Where are the graces of my soul? Where are the sentiments of my heart? What have you done, oh, Father, What have you done with the garden that should have bloomed once, in this great wilderness here? Said louisa as she touched her heart."
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"Though nothing can bring back the hourOf splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;We will grieve not, rather findStrength in what remains behind;In the primal sympathyWhich having been must ever be..."
William Wordsworth
"Though nothing can bring back the hourOf splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;We will grieve not, rather findStrength in what remains behind;In the primal sympathyWhich having been must ever be..."
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"Long after the other voices had dropped away, Sam kept howling, very soft and slow.When he finally fell silent, the night felt dead. Sitting was intolerable. I stood up, paced, clenched and unclenched my hands into fists. Finally I took the guitar that Sam had played and I screamed and smashed it into pieces on Dad's desk."
Maggie Stiefvater
"Long after the other voices had dropped away, Sam kept howling, very soft and slow.When he finally fell silent, the night felt dead. Sitting was intolerable. I stood up, paced, clenched and unclenched my hands into fists. Finally I took the guitar that Sam had played and I screamed and smashed it into pieces on Dad's desk."
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"We kept on cooking and walking the dog, taking the kids to the park, cleaning the kitchen, and letting Sara and Adam hate what was going on when they needed to. Sometimes we let them resist finding any meaning or solace in anything that had to do with their daughter's diagnosis, and this was one of the hardest things to do -- to stop trying to make things come out better than they were. We let them spew when they needed to; we offered the gift of no comfort when there being no comfort was where they had landed. Then we shopped for groceries."
Anne Lamott
"We kept on cooking and walking the dog, taking the kids to the park, cleaning the kitchen, and letting Sara and Adam hate what was going on when they needed to. Sometimes we let them resist finding any meaning or solace in anything that had to do with their daughter's diagnosis, and this was one of the hardest things to do -- to stop trying to make things come out better than they were. We let them spew when they needed to; we offered the gift of no comfort when there being no comfort was where they had landed. Then we shopped for groceries."
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"And no one ever told me about the laziness of grief. Except at my job--where the machine seems to run on much as usual--I loath the slightest effort. Not only writing but even reading a letter is too much."
C. S. Lewis
"And no one ever told me about the laziness of grief. Except at my job--where the machine seems to run on much as usual--I loath the slightest effort. Not only writing but even reading a letter is too much."
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"Ever since the Christmas of '53, I have felt that the yuletide is a special hell for those families who have suffered any loss or who must admit to any imperfection; the so-called spirit of giving can be as greedy as receiving--Christmas is our time to be aware of what we lack, of who's not home."
John Irving
"Ever since the Christmas of '53, I have felt that the yuletide is a special hell for those families who have suffered any loss or who must admit to any imperfection; the so-called spirit of giving can be as greedy as receiving--Christmas is our time to be aware of what we lack, of who's not home."
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"For what seemed a long time Mat knelt there with his father's dead wrist in his hand, while his mind arrived and arrived and yet arrived at that place and time and that body lying still on the soiled and bloodied stones."
Wendell Berry
"For what seemed a long time Mat knelt there with his father's dead wrist in his hand, while his mind arrived and arrived and yet arrived at that place and time and that body lying still on the soiled and bloodied stones."
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"Of course it's heavier, he thought. It's got my grief in it. I pull it along with me everywhere I go, so I do."
Stephen King
"Of course it's heavier, he thought. It's got my grief in it. I pull it along with me everywhere I go, so I do."
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"The world is full of 'friends' of suicide victims thinking 'if I had only made that drive over there, I could have done something."
Darnell Lamont Walker
"The world is full of 'friends' of suicide victims thinking 'if I had only made that drive over there, I could have done something."
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"I've wept enough in my life. I have no tears left."
Melina Marchetta
"I've wept enough in my life. I have no tears left."
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"It is some relief to weep grief is satisfied and carried off by tears."
Ovid
"It is some relief to weep grief is satisfied and carried off by tears."
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"The only way to end grief was to go through it."
Holly Black
"The only way to end grief was to go through it."
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"I had a dove and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied, With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving."
John Keats
"I had a dove and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied, With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving."
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"Oh you cut your hair! What happened? Are you going through a breakup or something?""My favorite character died."
Joyce Rachelle
"Oh you cut your hair! What happened? Are you going through a breakup or something?""My favorite character died."
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"Missing Alina was worse than a terminal illness. At least when you were terminal you knew the pain was going to end eventually. But there was no light at the end of my tunnel. Grief was going to devour me, day into night, night into day, and although I might feel like I was dying from it, might even wish I was, I never would. I was going to have to walk around with a hole in my heart forever. I was going to hurt for my sister until the day I died. If you don't know what I mean or you think I'm being melodramatic, then you've never really loved anyone."
Karen Marie Moning
"Missing Alina was worse than a terminal illness. At least when you were terminal you knew the pain was going to end eventually. But there was no light at the end of my tunnel. Grief was going to devour me, day into night, night into day, and although I might feel like I was dying from it, might even wish I was, I never would. I was going to have to walk around with a hole in my heart forever. I was going to hurt for my sister until the day I died. If you don't know what I mean or you think I'm being melodramatic, then you've never really loved anyone."
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"Two days after my dad's funeral, my mom went on a mission. I never understood it until then--that sometimes a spy doesn't need a cover so much as she needs a shield."
Ally Carter
"Two days after my dad's funeral, my mom went on a mission. I never understood it until then--that sometimes a spy doesn't need a cover so much as she needs a shield."
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"To Sorrow I bade good-morrow And thought to leave her far away behind But cheerly cheerly She loves me dearly: She is so constant to me and so kind."
John Keats
"To Sorrow I bade good-morrow And thought to leave her far away behind But cheerly cheerly She loves me dearly: She is so constant to me and so kind."
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"Lamentations comfort only by lacerating the heart still more."
Fyodor Dostoevsky
"Lamentations comfort only by lacerating the heart still more."
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"As an individual, you are entitled to your time of grief, process of grief, and right to grieve."
Asa Don Brown
"As an individual, you are entitled to your time of grief, process of grief, and right to grieve."
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"He'd lived long enough to know that everyone handled grief in different ways, and little by little, they all seemed to accept their new lives."
Nicholas Sparks
"He'd lived long enough to know that everyone handled grief in different ways, and little by little, they all seemed to accept their new lives."
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"I die a little everyday, in trying to revive what I lost yesterday!"
Jasleen Kaur Gumber
"I die a little everyday, in trying to revive what I lost yesterday!"
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"To weep is to make less the depth of grief."
William Shakespeare
"To weep is to make less the depth of grief."
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"Grief is an emotional rollercoaster.You will have your ups and downsand moments of terrorand brief moments of peace.You can only go as fastas the ride will take you.Just remember:It will end and you will be okay."
Kate McGahan
"Grief is an emotional rollercoaster.You will have your ups and downsand moments of terrorand brief moments of peace.You can only go as fastas the ride will take you.Just remember:It will end and you will be okay."
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"But Robin: their dear little Robs. More than ten years later, his death remained an agony; there was no glossing any detail; its horror was not subject to repair or permutation by any of the narrative devices that the Cleves knew. And-since this willful amnesia had kept Robin's death from being translated into that sweet old family vernacular which smoothed even the bitterest mysteries into comfortable, comprehensible form-the memory of that day's events had a chaotic, fragmented quality, bright mirrorshards of nightmare which flared at the smell of wisteria, the creaking of a clothes-line, a certain stormy cast of spring light."
Donna Tartt
"But Robin: their dear little Robs. More than ten years later, his death remained an agony; there was no glossing any detail; its horror was not subject to repair or permutation by any of the narrative devices that the Cleves knew. And-since this willful amnesia had kept Robin's death from being translated into that sweet old family vernacular which smoothed even the bitterest mysteries into comfortable, comprehensible form-the memory of that day's events had a chaotic, fragmented quality, bright mirrorshards of nightmare which flared at the smell of wisteria, the creaking of a clothes-line, a certain stormy cast of spring light."
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"Still everyone, including the abbot, had said that he was running away from his grief. They'd had no idea what they were talking about. He'd cradled his grief, almost to the point of loving it. For so long he refused to give it up, because leaving it behind was like leaving her."
Sue Monk Kidd
"Still everyone, including the abbot, had said that he was running away from his grief. They'd had no idea what they were talking about. He'd cradled his grief, almost to the point of loving it. For so long he refused to give it up, because leaving it behind was like leaving her."
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"She stares at it for several moments before taking it out from underneath the plastic film that covers it. Then she holds it with the affection of a mother for her new-born child, tender and loving; Preeti's eyes soften briefly just for that moment. The lava of hurt makes way into her throat, setting ablaze all that she has held within. As memories meet sentience, the apartment echoes with her muffled cries. The photograph, a silent spectator, drenches in her grief as the tears start their descent."
Faraaz Kazi
"She stares at it for several moments before taking it out from underneath the plastic film that covers it. Then she holds it with the affection of a mother for her new-born child, tender and loving; Preeti's eyes soften briefly just for that moment. The lava of hurt makes way into her throat, setting ablaze all that she has held within. As memories meet sentience, the apartment echoes with her muffled cries. The photograph, a silent spectator, drenches in her grief as the tears start their descent."
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"Rune never said anything about it. But to anyone who had known him a long time, it was as if he grew a few centimetres shorter in the years that followed. As if he sort of crumpled with a deep sigh and never really breathed properly again."
Fredrik Backman
"Rune never said anything about it. But to anyone who had known him a long time, it was as if he grew a few centimetres shorter in the years that followed. As if he sort of crumpled with a deep sigh and never really breathed properly again."
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"Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't."
Stephen King
"Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't."
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"Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes chronic, it is ridiculed, and rightly."
Seneca
"Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes chronic, it is ridiculed, and rightly."
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"They say that when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it's twice as painful, because you're reliving two lives that traveled one road together."
Becca Fitzpatrick
"They say that when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it's twice as painful, because you're reliving two lives that traveled one road together."
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"With a grief no less sharp for not being intimate with its object."
Donna Tartt
"With a grief no less sharp for not being intimate with its object."
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"I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again."
Alfa H
"I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again."
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"Grief is a good thing. It's the way we get through the transitions of life."
Rick Warren
"Grief is a good thing. It's the way we get through the transitions of life."
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"Eby knew all too well that there was a fine line when it came to grief. If you ignore it, it goes away, but then it always comes back when you least expect it. If you let it stay, if you make a place for it in your life, it gets too comfortable and it never leaves. It was best to treat grief like a guest. You acknowledge it, you cater to it, then you send it on its way."
Sarah Addison Allen
"Eby knew all too well that there was a fine line when it came to grief. If you ignore it, it goes away, but then it always comes back when you least expect it. If you let it stay, if you make a place for it in your life, it gets too comfortable and it never leaves. It was best to treat grief like a guest. You acknowledge it, you cater to it, then you send it on its way."
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"Great grief does not of itself put an end to itself."
Seneca
"Great grief does not of itself put an end to itself."
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"The only time I get to be alone is while traveling.'Except this week,' Charlie said.He turned his head and she saw herself reflected in his shades. 'True. And you're not at all what I expected.'Not that Connor had had any idea what to expect. But he would've preferred if she hadn't been the beautiful blonde who wore skimpy red bikini tops and starred in his dreams last night."
Robin Bielman
"The only time I get to be alone is while traveling.'Except this week,' Charlie said.He turned his head and she saw herself reflected in his shades. 'True. And you're not at all what I expected.'Not that Connor had had any idea what to expect. But he would've preferred if she hadn't been the beautiful blonde who wore skimpy red bikini tops and starred in his dreams last night."
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"You are the artistic painter of your success. Paint your life day-by-day, into the masterpiece of excellence you want."
Mark F. LaMoure
"You are the artistic painter of your success. Paint your life day-by-day, into the masterpiece of excellence you want."
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